The Exploding Game: Part 1

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Percy: Heh, heh.... oops?

Snow: *glares* Great. Just great.

11: Oh, come on! She's 13! What could she possibly do!

Aang: Didn't she throw him out the window?

Percy:....oh no..?

Toph: She sounds cool. But I'd appreciate it if she didn't lock me in a room full of explosives..

Percy: So..what do you wanna talk about?

Aang: This piece of paper says "Universe"

11: The universe? Oh, I've seen pretty much everything there is to see.

Martha: Really? How about dogs with no noses?

Clara: Or people with no faces?

Percy: Or flying pigs?

Snow: Or unicorns?

Aang: Or a crazy firelord?

Toph: I haven't seen anything.

11:.....yes, yes, yes, not yet, nope.

(/ '-' )/:*BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP*

Clara: What the bloody hell is that??

Toph: It sounds like an alarm.

(/ '-' )/: VEMO!!

Percy:....*pulls out pokèdex*

Martha: Seriously?

Pokèdex: This is a Vemo. It brings happiness and joy wherever it goes. An overdose can cause crazy bursts of optimism.

Snow: I don't see any downside.

Aang: We should use it on Zuko.

Toph: I'd like to hear that happen.

Percy: Don't you mean see?

Toph:...

Percy: Oh

Percy: OHHHH

(/ '-' )/: *BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP*

Clara: That probably means we're done.

Percy: YES!!*tries to open door*

Door: You have failed by trying to leave. Everything will explode in ten seconds.

Percy: WHAT?!

10

Toph: Nice going, water boy!

Martha: Now is not the time to blame Percy!

9

Percy: Thank you!

Martha: Save lives now; beat up Percy later!

Percy: YES-- wait what

8

Clara: Doctor, can't you disable it?

11: I'd have to know where the panel is first!

7

Aang: I think I found it, but it's covered with this metal sheet!

Percy: *uncaps Riptide* Hold on! *stars slashing at metal*

6

Percy: Ugh, there's another one!

Toph: Move over, water boy.

Toph: *pushes Percy*

Percy: What are you gonna do--

Toph: *pries metal open with her bare hands*

Percy: Oh.

5

Clara: Doctor!

11: Oh! Um..

11: *tries to run over*

11: *trips over his own feet and falls*

11: *sonic screwdriver rolls out of his hand to Martha's feet*

Martha: *rolls eyes and points screwdriver towards panel*

4

Percy: HURRY!

Bomb disabled

Everyone: *sighs out of relief*

3, 2, 1.

Percy: WHA--

*bomb explodes, covering everyone in pink powder*

*second bomb goes off, making the door explode*

Clara: Perfect. Just perfect.


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